A cultural visit from the Dirty Weekend festival-twinning committee down to not so sunny Bristol for this weekend, with some similarities in line up and a not to be looked in the mouth ticket exchange deal between the promoters of the North Wales punk festival and its South West cousin, though with a distinct lack of the ska malarkey. A fair trek though, initially the wheels were greased with Orangeboom 8.5% but then came off when the navigator went to sleep at the vital arrival point. Then after locating our hostel (“terrifying and deafening” as one review said, before we arrived I might add) I managed to get completely lost for another half hour trying to park the car, before ending up 50 yards from where I started. Our walk to the south side of the river and the venue was also… indirect, but we got there eventually. Start as you mean to go on, dazed and confused…

Have daytripped over to this punk festival a few times previously, this time with the bonus of playing too. Two messy days had already been completed at the 1 in 12 Club in Bradford before the Sunday social shifted over to Leeds, and another excellent cooperative run independent venue. Some may have fallen by the wayside on the journey, but plenty of fresh troops of tomorrow had turned up to give a healthy turnout for this rainy evening.